I've told my family this story a couple times, and I get some weird looks, but it really stands out for me so I will share it with you. It is the only sighting I have ever had, and wouldn't call it an encounter per se, but what the hell. I was a teenager at the time and was enjoying a late season elk hunt in Washington state with my father.
I don't recall the exact area, but it was in the foothills of the Cascades, northwest of the Yakima area.
This was in mid November or so, with a minor skiff of snow on the ground; not enough to completely cover the ground. My dad and I set out from the truck in the early morning and followed a ridge-line that was on one side of a natural bowl that had been logged a few years before. The ridge-line was still treed and fairly dense until you reached the edge of the ridge. We decided to make our way to the bottom of the bowl and follow a road/skid trail that went from the bottom to the top and try to push any hidden game towards my brother in law who went around the other side of the bowl.
It probably took us about 20 minutes to go from the ridge to the bottom. Half-way up the skid trail we stopped to take a break and watch for game sign.
As I turned to look towards the bottom of the bowl I glanced up towards where we had previously been and saw a dark humanoid shape moving at a speedy pace along the ridgeline where we had come from. Now, it wasn't a hunter so far as I could tell; it had no hunter orange on or a discernible pattern of clothing. What was more impressive was the long gate of the figure as it rapidly moved along the edge of the trees. My younger mind told me it had to be a cross-country skier because of the gate and speed that it was moving, but like I said, there wasn't near enough snow for a skier to be moving that quickly. The primary reason to believe it might a skier was the smooth locomotion of it.
The head and shoulders didn't appear to rise and fall as you might expect from a bipedal creature, especially one on the move like it was. It didn't look like a human on the run at all and I had this uneasy feeling as I watched it cover the space of a quarter mile in what seemed like seconds. It continued on down the ridge until it disappeared from view, entering the trees. I remember sitting in stunned silence before we resumed our climb.
At the time I didn't mention it to my dad because I knew he would say it was just another hunter, but even to this day I have very deep doubts about that possibility. I wish I had said something. I wish I had pointed it out.
Maybe Harry and the Hendersons made too big an impact on me when I was a kid, but I feel I spotted Bigfoot that day.
I love Lost Tapes. The Monster of Monterrey episode was pretty spooky. The last few minutes in the deep water really get to me.
It definitely wasn't a high quality show, especially in the hands of Animal Planet.
If you read the imdb boards for the show there are a lot of people that seem to think the footage is real. It was bad sci-fi cheese on a somewhat reputable network for learning about animals. Maybe it would have been better as a Sy-Fy show, with a bigger budget. One thing that series needed was more moneyshots of the monsters.
So many episodes rely on the characters hearing spooky shit instead of actually seeing anything.
I've seen every episode on Netflix. There's 2 or 3 others I can't seem to find online though. I've watched so many that I start to notice the goofy cliffhangers they edit for commercial breaks. It's always, "OHHH WOAH DO YOU SEE THAT?? WHAT'S THAT???"
Commercial Just like the South Park Ghost Hunters episode but I still really like Destination Truth. I wish there were more.
There's one that I'll watch occasionally called Mountain Monsters. Fake as all hell, but it's fun to watch the gang of rednecks build their Scooby Doo traps.
I was driving at night down a dark, 2-lane, deserted road with some friends in my car.
There were no street lamps on this road and it was bordered on both sides by tall, overgrown trees.
The only substantial light came from my headlights. I was going probably about 20 MPH. Suddenly, I spotted some sort of animal crossing the road. My friend in the front seat saw it as well. Now, neither of us got a clear look at it, but we both thought it was odd-looking in a rather disturbing way. It looked hairless and flesh-colored, perhaps about the size of an opossum or a groundhog.
What was most strange about it was that, in the brief glimpse we had of it, it did not seem to have any discernible features aside from the general shape. It moved in a way that seemed very unnatural, almost like a weird ball of flesh sort of just scooting across the road.
At first I thought I was looking at some sort of rodent that didn't have any feet or eyes trying to crawl across the road. I cannot identify any known cryptid or even mythical creature which it might have been, and I haven't heard of any relevant stories or similar sightings. It was almost certainly just something quite normal that merely appeared strange in the particular conditions in which we saw it. In fact, the only "evidence" that anything out of the ordinary happened at all is that two people saw it and both reacted with equal surprise.
I have two theories, aside from it just being a completely normal animal of some kind that somehow appeared surprising due to the surrounding conditions:
- a diseased animal of some sort, perhaps having lost some or all of its fur, possibly an opossum, groundhog, or skunk
- one of those brown plastic grocery bags drifting slowly across the road and deforming slightly in the air as it went
Moments after we saw it we were discussing what we had seen, but as we had places to be we didn't bother trying to go back or look into it further. .
I do a lot of solo backpacking in the backcounty in northern Minnesota and I have had some "odd" experiences in the past.
This is my most recent.
Last August, I was dispersed camping in the Finland State Forests. Dispersed camping is where there are no trails and you are just trekking through the bush and set up camp wherever you want. No permits, no cell service, no people. I usually just park my car in a ditch off of an old logging road and head into the woods. My family knows of my general location and I have a SPOT satellite transmitter if things should go bad. I was 3 days into the woods and about 8ish miles from my entry point and it was well past dark at this point. I had put my small campfire out for the night and I was reading a book in my camping hammock. If you haven't even been in the north woods, it gets really dark at night.
So dark that you can't see your hand in front of your face if the moon isn't out. After about an hour of reading, the woods suddenly got really quiet. Then I heard some footfalls/crunching in the woods followed by a large tree fall in the distance. The sound of a tree falling in absolute silence is very unnerving and it was followed by 2 more tree falls within the next few minutes.
They all seemed to stay a fair distance away from me, but close enough for me to get out of my hammock and fire up a campfire again. I have learned to keep a reserve of quick burning kindling/wood for instances like this and I am glad that I did. I never did see anything and I didn't go looking for it. Whatever it was decided to move on once I had my fire going again. It was probably a large predator of some sort or a moose, but it really freaked me out.
I still go of grid whenever I can, but that experience freaked me out more then usual.